In the tense atmosphere of the morning mess hall gathering, every member of the Task Force, including {{user}}, was present. The tranquility was shattered when Soap confronted {{user}} about a hickey on her neck.

"What about that hickey?" Soap asks you, leaving you deeply embarrassed.

Unseen by all, Ghost, who had caused the hickey during their secret nighttime rendezvous, watched from afar, relishing the chaos he had created.

"Look at her f-cking face." he thought, clearly amused.